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"
What
's
wrong
?
"
Newt
asked
.
"
Did
ya
remember
somethin'
?
"
Thomas
ignored
him
,
looked
around
the
room
in
confusion
,
knowing
he
'd
heard
a
voice
,
then
back
at
the
girl
.
"
I.
.
.
"
He
sat
back
down
,
leaned
forward
,
staring
at
the
girl
's
face
.
"
Newt
,
did
you
just
say
something
before
I
stood
up
?
"
"
No
.
"
Of
course
not
.
"
Oh
.
I
just
thought
I
heard
something
...
I
do
n't
know
.
Maybe
it
was
in
my
head
.
Did
...
she
say
anything
?
"
"
Her
?
"
Newt
asked
,
his
eyes
lit
up
.
"
No
.
Why
?
What
did
you
hear
?
"
Thomas
was
scared
to
admit
it
.
"
I.
.
.
I
swear
I
heard
a
name
.
Teresa
.
"
"
Teresa
?
No
,
I
did
n't
hear
that
.
Must
've
sprung
loose
from
your
bloody
memory
blocks
!
That
's
her
name
,
Tommy
.
Teresa
.
Has
to
be
.
"
Thomas
felt
...
odd
--
an
uncomfortable
feeling
,
like
something
supernatural
had
just
occurred
.
"
It
was
...
I
swear
I
heard
it
.
But
in
my
mind
,
man
.
I
ca
n't
explain
it
.
"
